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"You'll get nightmares" is a very light way of saying that the heavens will be filled with visions of blood and horror, maybe the entire civilization has accepted the role of child and can react/adapt as one would
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Quine Harley wanted to give back to the community that helped her through so many hardships, so she put her degree to use and started offering complimentary therapy to anyone who needed it on the weekends. Her most recent client was odd to say the least, how he always wore that mask, how he always asked about patient confidentiality, how he only introduce himself as 'Joker', how long it took for him to open up, it was all very intriguing to Quine. Eventuality he started speaking casually with her and she realized how funny he was! One thing led to another and they decided to go out for coffee. A couple dates later she opened up about her family troubles, how her brother had died in prison a couple months ago.
One day he took her to an abandoned mall, he told her it was a special place but she didn't expect it too look like a city, he led her through the mall until he was stopped by someone who started arguing how he didn't want to bring her into this before stopping when he saw her, it was her brother, they don't know how long they hugged each other. Later they started catching up, he explained how they needed a doctor but how they couldn't really pay her, she accepted, Joker started speaking more openly to her after that about what he did, how he was always under threat by insane villains, Quine stopped him and asked him to clarify. He talked about their elaborate schemes, how deranged they were while she thought about how they showed such obvious signs, how they needed serious help, how she could maybe help them and how the least she could do was try. He was surprised by her but joyfully agreed to make her a costume, she was kinda excited for this, after all, she loved clown since she was young.
She wants to let the villains and goons heal and hopefully make allies, let them spill their anxieties and worries to The Harmless Harlequin.
Grey Bruce was eternally grateful for Mr. Bruce's generosity, he was so lucky to have been picked out of all the children from the orphanage, he overheard the children words laced with pity how he was a 'tax write-off' but what did they know? He was sure that under his uncaring exterior Wayne was a kind man at heart. Mr. Bruce was quite the busy man, Grey rarely saw him around the mansion, anytime he needed something one of the many butlers would provide, they were all named Alfred for some reason that he didn't quite get. It took a couple of months before he found Mr. Bruce in a strange cavern bellow the mansion, he was half wearing a bat costume and looked shocked to see him.
He revealed his secret persona of The Madbat to Grey, how he offered vicious criminals a change to reform themselves and contribute something of value to society at large, how the public perception of him was a necessary evil so he wouldn't be unnecessarily idolized, how the damage he caused was only necessary to stop even greater damage and how he wanted Grey to join him. Grey was amazed, here was a great opportunity to prove his worth to him! Mr. Bruce entrusted him with a suit of armor that has been in his family for generations, Grey thought for a moment that it looked similar to the dozens of armors lining the halls but he dismissed that thought as Mr. Bruce entrusted him with his loyal bodyguards. The armor was clunky so Grey decided to modify it, he took inspiration from the bird watching he used to do with his folks back at the circus, he treasured every memory he had of them.
You can count on Madbat's right hand Crimson Shrike to take care of the vicious criminals of the night.
the sidekicks
#robin#harley quinn#character writing#swap au#btw wayne thought of the name 'madbat' in like 10 minutes#it means nothing to him
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Okay needed to write some lore for these guys, so here goes:
Madbat, the terrorizer of Gotham is also Wayne Bruce, popular multimillionaire and owner of the largest weapons and home defense corporation in Gotham, created the Madbat persona to make demand for his products, Wayne is a great supporter and contributor of the boys in blue, he uses his connections to imprison any possible political rivals and other nuisances but if they're too evasive or if their lawyers are good then it's a job for The Madbat. Madbat has an army of bodyguards with a researched and sketchy past, he always saves them during a botched robbery on any Wayne Co. subsidiaries and offers them protection from that trigger happy Wayne in exchange for loyalty.
His goal is to take over Gotham, whether by buying it or by force.
Joker used to be part of a small gang, working at the circus wasn't enough to cover his bills, they were good robbers, stealing from warehouses at midnight, sneaking past guards, out-running the pigs and reselling at a steep discount. Things were going well until they met The Madbat, he offered them full time employment but they refused, they didn't want to be glorified cronies for their entire lifes, Joker was the only survivor. He was scarred and disfigured for life but didn't let that put a frown on his face, he had a mission now, to protect those desperate, abused and with no hope, to give them a place to grow and recover and to make sure what happened to his gang never happens again.
He is known by many names, The Prisonbreaker, The Safehouser and more but he still goes by his nickname from his old gang: Joker.
Gonna follow up on this with the sidekicks
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🃏 hero villain 🦇
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The slimes as actual creatures, wonderful art prompt!
Kuroysín
a old creature based off in the hunter and saber slime from slime rancher and the fur of a tanuki
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A company patented a creature
A (fast?) food place patented a creature
I'm surprised I've never seen this concept anywhere but it implies so much!
Oh you have a biological sciences degree? What do you do?
I taxonomize clowns.
I make speculative evolution trees of clown breeds for my surreal clown husbandry inspired worldbuilding project that i created just so I can give my clown OCs trauma rooted in backstory
#Also now that I thing about it McDonald's could totally make their own cow if they wanted#clown husbandry#taxonomy#speculative evolution
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The little forehead lump that he uses to gently push her is either a fun little biology quirk or environmental storytelling like worn stone steps with footprint imprints
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Letting someone carve the face that you show to the rest of the world while they let you do the same to them is such a deep level of trust and love
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"When the patient woke up his skeleton was missing and the druid was never heard from again! Anyway, that's how i lost my license for magic"
"Marcille is blaspheming the Almighty Christian God with her evil Black Magic!" there is zero mention of any gods in Dungeon Meshi, everyone who expresses shock at her actions never brings up religion as a reason for why her actions are unethical.
Marcille is a mad scientist committing medical malpractice in a desperate attempt to save her lover. She's grafting dragon meat onto Falin's skeleton which turned her into an unbalanced chimera hybrid with a mouth too small to feed its body. She rapid-heals her friends without anesthetic and later admits healing magic has been used in torture techniques.
Marcille is a mad scientist. She's a gay Dr. Frankenstein. She's like if Gregory House were Italian.
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Do Pikmin count as abused workers or puppygirls?
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Second to last prompt for this year's Drawtober, let's goooo! Also I'll probably post the last one right away tomorrow, since the end date for that one is Halloween, and I'm not sure if I'll have time to proofread and then post it next week. :u
Anyways, the prompt is just ghost! I decided to try doing a new spin on bedsheet ghosts. Essentially they're ghosts of people/animals who eventually deteriorate into rotting sheets that can't do much else but moan, having lost what's left of their memories and sense of self in the process. It's important to help ghosts move on from the mortal realm before this happens!! Or otherwise just forcibly exorcise them. :P
You can read my written portion of the prompt on AO3 now! Please feel free to leave a comment. I have comments restricted due to AO3 having a major bot problem at the moment (mainly bots that "advertise" for AI generators... by accusing writers of using a particular AI by name. Yeah, I don't have the spoons to deal with that!!). So uh, now's a good time to sign up for an account if you haven't already? Otherwise you can always leave kudos on it too, and I certainly don't mind kudos! Or views/hits for that matter.
So yeah, if you check out my writing, thank you very much! :D
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After proving her strength by surviving for so long her alien warden went from seeing her as mere feed to seeing her as a true warrior and so granted her safety to raise her young, this would make a great novel
🦐A SINGLE MOM WHO WORKS TO JOBS, WHO LOVES HER KIDS BUT NEVER STOPS🦐
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The Ascended One: took god's throne, 2164
Stu, Killer of The Ascended One: accidentally ate peanuts, 2014
Seattle The Singing Dog: happily retired with his family, 2024
This list is incomplete: you can help by expanding it
Final Fate of Every Beatle: (real)
George: lung cancer metastasized, 2001
Paul: car full of exploding hammers exploded and then the hammers exploded forever, 2013
Ringo: died shortly after proc’ing his ultimate, 1996
John: humanely euthanized after biting Barack Obama, 2022
Pete Best: brain sloshed out of nose during intense rollercoaster, 1990
Dr. Jean Crumple (“Doc”): smashed flat by falling anvil, 1984
Derek: Cigarette covertly replaced with dynamite stick, 2000
Prevor Kleeman: bonked by giant mallet chasing mouse out of home, 1970
Milton Wilton: liquified in industrial centrifuge, 2016
Bloomble: Floated into the sky and into space holding one balloon, 1977, body discovered by Mars Spirit River in 2007
Pleem: burned at the stake for “time travel magic”, 1368
Glaxo: Ate a Flamin’ Hot Cheeto and exploded, 1999
Dark Ringo: Shutdown Ringo’s ultimate before immediately being killed by Doomfist, 1996
Walkman: assassinated by Sony death squad, 1972
Brian Belvis: consumed by wasps, 2006
Boyle: Got sick of eating beans on toast and jumped out window, 2011
George II: died of a broken heart, 1960
Windward the Wood Elf: trampled by fans who were rushing to meet Glaxo, 1973
Lemple Bumpflee: Died of Ligma, 2012
Yoko Ono: melted in the light of the Depravity Moon, 2024
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Alright so there's two options
The jelly really wants you to pop its eyes, probably because of reproductive processes and it's imperative that more of them aren't created/allowed to start the process for some unknown danger.
The jelly feeds via eye popping.
The jelly doesn't really care and its eyes are just for seeing/decoration but humans evolved alongside something dangerous and the only way to protect yourself from it was to pop its eyes. There was also something else jelly-like that should never pop for it would release untold harm and this completely unrelated Baeve critter just so happens to cause a lizard brain paradox
WAIT WHAT THE FUCK. I JUST REMEMBERED THAT LAST NIGHT I DREAMT A JELLYFISH-LIKE EXTREMELY VENOMOUS SEA CREATURE THAT HAD LIKE A HUMAN FACE OR EYES AND THE SPECIES NAME— the species name was something along the lines of “baeve balsamied xerox” (LIKE THE FUCKING PRINTER COMPANY?????), “baeve” was like another word for brackish. I’m now kind of unsure if the middle word was balsamied but it was something like it and the name was comprised of three words and the middle one had the same letter as the first one which we’ve established was baeve.
This sea creature would cause uneasy feelings in people and would often give them the strong urge to pop one of the BBX’s eyes. But you shouldn’t, for an unspecified reason. This would make people even more uneasy.
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Skyhorse (Equus Aerium)
Here is a sketch of the common skyhorse, an equidistant relative of both horses and seahorses, they are usually 3 meters long from back-wings to head with a very light skeletal structure and most of their body weight being in the blubber around their helium sac which they refill using their bellows-like mouth as well as a complex series of filter to exhale heavier airs.
Their diet mainly consists of plankton, shrimplets, cloud arachnids and other small insects, it is theorized that in infancy they eat only the foliage of their nest as no dry nest has been spotted.
As an airborne species they rarely descend to the ground except to collect leaves via suction to construct their nest in aether outcrops as well as to drink water from lakes.
They can be most easily studied and observed when landing to drink, a fact that has given them the common name of Pegasus.
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Oh, clown flesh is just cake, was that discovered before or after the invention of cake? And if before, would cakes be called clown confections?
Pair your Birthday Party Clown with a slice of Birthday Confetti Cake !
Species: C. jubilans Breed makeup: 80% Party Clown, 20% Candy Clown [Sweet sub-breed] Flesh consistency and flavor: dense cake, akin to fudge brownies, birthday/confetti cake flavor No post-consumption anomalous effects Approved for processing
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